Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 188: 188. The glorious tradition of daughters carrying on the maternal business_1

When the Old Master spoke, his gaze inadvertently fell on Adam Jones, who had never intended to be involved in this matter.

Receiving the Old Master’s gaze, Adam immediately understood his intention and his eyebrows imperceptibly knitted together.

He looked toward Elly Campbell only to see her standing aside, holding a wine glass, seemingly unaffected by the current situation, sipping her red wine as if it had nothing to do with her.

Sophie Baker was utterly embarrassed by the Old Master’s aggressive words, her complexion turning even paler.

Seeing the gazes around her, there was no sympathy for her and her daughter from anyone besides those looking on as if at a show.

Sophie’s heart sank, she held back the tears in her eyes and said to the Old Master, "Grandfather, you... you may disown me, but... but how can you humiliate me like this?"

"Hmph! I humiliate you? Do I really need to point out the disgraceful things you’ve done in public?"

Others might not be aware of the relationship between Adam Jones and this illegitimate daughter, but wasn’t he well aware?

of how desperately Adam had searched for Elly these past few years, he would have already made that young man pay

that he suspected a connection between her and Adam. In such a setting, if it were brought up, others would, out of respect for Adam, stop enjoying the spectacle and not let this dying old

ingratiate themselves with her because

her spine straightened. She even had an air of righteous indignation when she said, "Grandfather, I know you dislike me, but such accusations tarnish my reputation, you... you can’t

after Sophie finished speaking did Elly Campbell turn her gaze toward her. When Sophie suddenly stood up for herself in such a way, Elly immediately understood

she think she could entrap the Old Master

think

took a sip from her wine glass. The

advertise your proud tradition of following in your mother’s

"Pfft—"

very little regard for

statement, "following in your mother’s footsteps," severely swollen the mother and daughter’s

was nearly dragged into becoming a "party involved" by the Old Master, couldn’t help but curl his

Elly had inherited her